We find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives
Things we don't even share with our families who raised us
But what is a friend? A confidant? A lover? A fellow email junkie?
A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heart to feel?
A friend is all these things..and more
No matter where we met..I call you a friend
A word so small..yet so large in feeling
A word filled with emotion..It is true great things come in small packages
Once the package of friendship has been opened
It can never be closed
It is a constant book always written..waiting to be read..and enjoyed
We may have our disagreements..we may argue..we may concern one another
Friendship is a unique bond that lasts through it all
A part of me is put into my friends...some it is my humnor..some it is my listening ear
Some it is real life experiences..some it is my romanticism...but with all
It is friendship.
Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel built as a foundation
Necessary for life...and necessary for love
Friends you and me
You brought another friend
And then we were three
We started our group
Our circle of friends
And like that circle
There is no beginning or end.